The Sedalia weekly bazoo. [volume] (Sedalia, Mo.) 187?-1904, 1887-08-09
M'FLUFFEY'S CANOE.

Ny boatman laughed loud at . man on u
shore,
With habiliments proud and assurance galore,
And o manner thas sought the idea TO convey
That he may be had bought the whole river thai
day;
Said my shrewd Irish lad as quick glance be
threw:
HE remoinds me, bedad, OF McFluney's canoe
"oh, McFlurey was there in competitive sail
He could show his back hair In the calm or the
gale;
He was absent upon any spot but first place.
Till he entered the John ]. O'F1annagan race
Which it tore him ali down, and then shwept
him up, too,
Wild some frinds who now frown on McFluney's
canoe.
''For he'd said: III hew out q new boat, loike
as not,
That will shtron all about livery craft yez have
got;
And her patthern I'll kape to mesilf, good or
bad
For the crayture I'll shape in me cellar, bedad
I'll be maker, designer, an captain an crew;
An there'l not be foiner'n McFlufey canoe.
$50 this promising craft in his cellar he shaped.
An he chuckled an laughed, an he pounded an
schraped
An his dry-dock was wet wild the shmeil OF ould
gin;
But we niver could get free pass to go in.
And he says: Cork yer eyes, till the proper
time-you-
An you'n have a surprise from McFluney's
cancer
'An' the race day did lind a fair breeze an
bright sun,
An we backed our ould frind about twinty to
one;
An we pitied the fate of the others aloat.
An shouted: Jist wait for McFluney's new
boatr
An he says: She's as stanch as me frinds are
an true;
So step down an help launch ould McFlurey's
canoer
"An' we shouted: All right" an went down
wild grin,
An we pushed our sails tight wild pull at the
gin,
An the boat stood all fresh an all fine a, could
be;
Oh! frrst-class professional beauty was she /,
An his shwateheart had sewed a Crane flag
trimmed wild blue,
An her name had bestowed on McF1uneys
canoe.
San we lifted hur clane on our shoulders, in
pairs
The boat, sure, 1 mane-an' descended up
shtairs;
But the boat was too great-sure the door was
too shmall-
An we couldn't get the crayture evicted at all!
Not door could be slammed that the craft
would sail through,
An we stood there becalmed wild McFlurey's
canoe.
Saw the floor. smash the wall! blow the roof
orr he cried;
Pint ofbin1 n xUon1d admit bar
An Mac shwelled up in girth, an blasphemed
himself sick.
An then prayed for an earthquake to come an
be quick,
Stone an brick would not mind it. for all We
could do,
An the race left behind it McFluney's canoe:
His shwateheart the shock drove with rage
most insane.
An she stamped through the dock when he
thried to explain;
An she said: Look a-there" wild the rage in
her face:
The Bridget O'Flaherty is winning my race:
You desayed me, ye elf. an her words fairly
few:
Now be OF wild yerself an your dirthy canoe"
"Now when a man brings me high moighty
sound
Concernin big things he is goin' TO bring round
An thanks his good stars he is winnin the day.
Forgettin' the bars that men find in their way
say, wild sly laughter: Your pride We may
rue:
You're amodelin' afther McFlufeys canoe
San when man lnds all his plans to himself
An lays all his frinds for awhile on the shelf,
An thinks he knows twice all there is TO be
known.
An the outside advice will be lettin' alone,
i says: If your pride to point yez don't hew,
You'll be taken ride in McFIu1ey's canoe
-HM Carleton, az H0Tper's Weekly